1. |
Torn Away
04:45
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An endless waterworld
comes into view,
speckled with beaches
and water darkest blue.
The sands are
black and grey,
dismal with energy.
Scorpius crawls forth
from the ocean,
and takes the shape
of man.
Then with a look
of grief,
he takes Her
in his arms
and flees.
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2. |
Stranded
04:00
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I attempt to fly,
to chase after them.
But I'm stuck
upon the sands.
The waters
look like glass,
only small ripples
moving upon the
navy surface.
Braving a step,
it keeps shape,
its composure.
So I run
for days now,
passing countless
lonely monochromatic beaches.
Then I grow tired,
from longing and confusion.
Stretching out
upon the water,
I start to weep.
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3. |
Pathfinding
03:40
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My heart glows
with pure light,
and behind my eyes,
Mother shows me
the way.
"Within a globe
of wickedness,
the Guardian tortures
the Girl,
sapping away
Her will to remain.
She's trapped beneath
the surface,
in the darkest depths.
Mirrors scattered
about the beaches
like reflective stars
are the only way
to go beneath the surface
and return Her to the day.
Follow the true sequence,
lest you disappear forever
or lose your way."
So my heart returns to teal,
and I run
to the First Mirror,
for Her Fate to unseal.
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4. |
Inner Codex
04:55
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Black glass
'neath the sand,
I brush off its surface.
Surrounded by
golden rings,
lines and circular holes
engraved.
Lying there lifeless,
unresponsive to my touch.
I lose hope.
Memories trickle in,
of when I found Her
hanging there,
some lost region of Space.
We were both lost then,
but found solace in each other.
The rings burst into
various forms and shapes,
sacred geometries,
uniting into and elaborate frame,
a symbol embed at the apex.
It is that of my home,
and what was Hers as well,
joined into an elegant
glowing mark.
The mirror's glass
turns bright with light,
rippling as my nervous
digits draw close.
Hovering in front of me now,
I step through
and take in a sharp gasp
as an icy wave
flashes o'er me.
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5. |
Banished
03:31
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I see my world
interlaced with Hers,
rotating in the blackness,
shining with
their crystalline glory.
She had told me only
that she, too,
had been cast
out into space,
cold and lonely,
glowing.
I see the globe
reflect the truth,
that she was hated.
Similar births aside,
though I was
respected from a distance,
they tried to make
Her grow self-hated,
to dim Her glow,
Her hope.
She was sent away,
not to cure the planet,
but to disappear.
So now I see:
Her smile, when we met,
had a tint of sadness;
how I wish I could forget.
A pixellated frame
of three rings
combines into a mirror.
But instead of familiar
planetary signs,
Orion was the apex.
And I stepped into the light.
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6. |
Hiding
03:38
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The whole of the Hunter,
from when seems so long ago,
is displayed before me.
I remember, this,
our first journey together.
Full of grand space
and mysterious danger.
Orion's breastplate
illuminates with violet light,
and I see our travel
through your eyes.
What seemed like bravery
to me
was only a brave face,
hiding a deep pain,
an emptiness
even I could not comprehend.
And part of that abyssal
black hole
has stayed with you,
enhancing your own void.
So I wonder,
"why couldn't you
tell me,"
and a tear falls
down my cheek.
Waved metal rings
of five appear
and bubble
into a solid sheet,
Pisces above.
Mirror dive
number three.
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7. |
Held Back
03:33
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A pool immense;
that familiar ocean
which holds the Lovers
in their devotion.
I hold this era
cherished in my memory.
It's when we discovered
our love
and worked through our gripes,
but now I see it
through your eyes.
I said some things
I didn't mean
but still you chose
to forgive me.
Yet still that hurt
stuck around
inside your heart
and dragged you down.
As I wonder why
you kept it inside,
discovery shows
that you didn't
want to cause
me trouble
or be a burden.
But now I fell
like the burden.
I swear I'll
save you,
despite the omens.
Floating metal strips,
as though cut by air
materialize.
Like golden hair
they gleam,
Aquarius atop
an obelisk beam.
I glide on through,
with a slight melancholy.
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8. |
Across the Divide
05:12
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I remember this realm well,
where we were
first ripped from each other.
Carried through
air current wild
and storms unfamiliar,
I had found you in
a sanctuary.
But now I see
your own journey apart from me.
Aquarius had placed you
in the place I would
find you entombed,
said,
"Child, you will not last
on this journey
with that promising Boy.
Choose to end it now,
or leave Him later."
So he left you alone
to contemplate.
In the end, you decided
to stay in love
and fight that self-hate.
I smile now,
as the vision fades,
urged to reach you
even more.
Yet I worry about that foretelling.
Could this be
an ending?
Fifth mirror appears,
frame made of golden earth,
reflecting four seasons.
I launch into Capricornus,
holding no mirth.
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9. |
Penultima
04:24
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Watching the Sea-Goat
come into view,
your perspective shown brighter
than you ever knew.
You saw all the flowers
and animals grow
in their own time,
as the rays melted the snow.
Then Summer came,
and maturity too,
as the creatures
kept us company,
and we turned to goo.
Next Autumn arrived,
dusty and wet,
bloomed sadness inside you,
now I won't forget.
Finally Winter arose,
its coldness a shock,
all life standing still,
your grief was unlocked.
For you saw life fade
from the land all around,
and you lost sight of why
you stuck around.
But then life sprouted
as we began to depart,
and a little light
returned to your heart.
And now I had faith
you'd make it through
Scorpius's cruelness,
that much I knew.
Sixth portal of memory
materialized then,
to that windswept environ
and horse-featured man,
white flames about him
and speckling his land.
Just one last vision,
then I'll save you at last.
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10. |
Drained
03:13
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That Guardian then
ran about the wind
and we had to chase
after his true face.
It was tiring for me,
but near-depleting for you.
Still we had seen
him through,
set his soul loose.
And he found his call
underneath it all.
And though
that filled you with joy,
it still sapped your strength.
Then those eyes,
that snakelike silhouette,
instilled your fear.
And you realized
you no longer wanted
to be here.
Tears on my face,
like that water-filled place
when in Scorpius we began,
float away.
The final frame solidifies
into sand and ice,
with the Scorpion's sign
placed up high.
The glass,
glowing navy,
takes me in.
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11. |
Depths Beyond
03:46
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All around me is dark,
dark-blue, and aimless.
My heart flaring bright,
I try to spy a path.
But then all light dims.
Do you even want to be saved?
Has this all been for naught?
Even if you don't,
if I'm coming too late,
to see your face again
would be all I ask,
the only other of my clan.
Illuminescent ice appears,
abating some fears,
leading to a faint glow
on the dark floor's horizon.
I follow these frozen shards,
geometric breadcrumbs,
to find a palace
of accumulated ice.
It climbs to just
below the surface,
imposing its grand design
on all who may approach.
Hesitating on the threshold,
intricate doors flung open,
I fear what I might find;
a collapsed body,
or a defeated girl.
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12. |
Revealing
04:40
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Dark marble
all around
with lights of ice
aglow.
Mirrored staircase,
leading up to a door
so large and cold.
Beyond,
a ballroom with a throne,
but I hear not a moan.
Then a small room to the side
opens slow its door.
And as if sleeping,
like you were waiting
to be awoke
with a gentle shake,
lying in a bed
framed with ice,
there you were.
And yet you were not.
Heart glowing faint,
your chest moved not.
I stroke your face,
wishing I could've saved,
could've seen it coming.
My eyes become a lake,
and I hear a voice
from behind.
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13. |
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"I'm sorry you had to see this,
to go through this journey,"
said Scorpius.
I turn to finally see
the Guardian's melancholy.
Features combined,
both male and female,
heterochromic eyes
staring.
Abating my confusion
and mistrust,
they relayed words
so cryptic.
"By now, you must know
that you're not the only one,
you aren't alone.
Each Child of Hers,
the Crystalline Queen,
must make their own journey.
But your own path,
elementary as may be,
matters the most,
above all thine siblings.
You are the Key.
The Girl's death
was unforeseen.
Torture from me
was but an illusion, you see.
She was meant to go on,
and recover here.
Instead grief from Home
consumed Her inside.
Your Mother tried
to quicken your pace,
but it seems that a rescue
had no place.
Now,
you must take in Her essence,
to carry inside,
though Her soul may be gone,
the Spirit still resides."
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14. |
Afloat
03:18
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I stand by your
bedside as stable
as I can be,
for you're not here,
no longer with me.
Still, I rest my hands
upon your glowing chest,
and take into my heart
your lasting energy.
I cry but one tear,
happy to have some
part of you within me,
but sad this had
to happen.
Then we take you down
to the deepest depths,
parting open the drowned earth,
placing you in your glass casket
within.
I say goodbye
as you descend into
darkness,
and cover with soil
your pale figure.
Scorpius nods in sorrow,
and we embrace,
and as I return
to the surface
and swim with
the calm ripples,
They send me out
on a current.
Now I'm bursting
through space,
and on the horizon,
a castle's design
of sharpness and stone
and Libra's demesne.
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Stars & Constellations Rochester, New York
Part 1 of The Immaterial Awakening. The Crystal Child is born one calamitous night, his planet bombarded by giant crystals from the sky. He ventures forth as a young man across space and the zodiac constellations to find his true home and grow along the way. ... more
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